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Novella, really.

Carl Longbottom?

[breathing heavily]

- Mmm. Thank you. - Sure.

and turn "Tears of the Anaren" into s--

[whispers indistinctly]

He actually introduced himself to me.

I was, uh, selected because of a short story I submitted.

[marker squeaking]

Carl, it's not enough to propose a future where things are just different.

- 38,000. - Whoa.

Well, it is science fiction, Peter. Hmm?

[smacks seat] We help each other.

You question my vision? Well, I question your taste.

The right seed, the right conditions. Only then will it blossom.

You did all that last night?

God. [typing stops]

I will gift it to you here.

Well, guess what. You might be.

["Long Is the Night" playing] [rain pattering]

- I feel like, uh-- - You found your tribe?

- [men] Asimov. - Is Isaac Asimov.

What is that vision?

And the Anaren. And, um... Mm-hmm.

Verb tenses agreed.

['70s ballad plays]